"So. What would you do, hypothetically, if you wanted to prank your friend a bit, but then the prank turned out differently than expected?" Hobi looked at his phone in wonder as he posed the question to Namjoon, who was next to him on the couch. The boys were currently quietly occupied with drawing, so there was time for some conversation. And messing around on his phone.
"Are you texting your bae?" Tae crawled onto the couch and then slotted himself neatly into Namjoon's arms. He wasn't sure what exactly a bae was or who Namjoon's bae was supposed to be, but he had heard Hobi tease him about it and so he copied it. Hobi was fun!
He snuggled against Namjoon's chest, trying to look at the phone. Not as if he could read most of what would be on there anyway, but still. He was curious. "Tell your bae that I can write my name in fifteen seconds! I'm faster than Jimin!"
"Sooo... The tickets worked." Evidently. They had just gotten through and were now led to the fast lane exit. Hobi was carrying Jungkook, who had a juice packet to occupy him and Tae and Jimin were holding hands and skipping along, clearly very excited.
Honestly, Hobi couldn't quite believe this was real. He turned his head to look at Namjoon, grinning. "Dude, I think we gotta face the reality that you might actually know Agust D."
im supposed to be having breakfast but cant leave my room cause some idiot posted my hotel online and now they think theres a stalker in here and they gotta find him and figure out if hes dangerous and wants to kill me
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They weren't big fans of hospitals, they'd been here a few times and it never was pleasant. Living with dad, they had to come once or twice, mostly because of Namjoon having an awkward injury and not having to pay back then - oh, to be a child with government insurance. Now he was an adult, the bills made him only come if he had to. Which meant both of them associated this place with just the worst things.
Bills. Shots. Waiting. That time the vending machine ate his dollar.
Just all the WORST things ever.
Namjoon sat in the waiting room, Tae sitting in his lap, trying to ignore the throb in his finger. Okay, so, it did hurt but... was that really enough to be here? "It's fine, Tae. Honestly. We're just going to visit Jin, no one is really sick." He bounced him a little, hoping he wasn't too worried. "Then we'll go home and watch more MVs."
"I realised some time ago that it's weird to ask you to my place first time we date, buuut..." Yoongi shrugged as they stood in the elevator. He had met Namjoon just outside, having had a driver pick him up, so he could meet him on time after he finished at the studio. Not a usual date. "This is the best way to not get bothered by anyone."
And he didn't want to interfere too much with Namjoon's life when they didn't even know yet whether this would lead anywhere. "So I was thinking we could order food? maybe watch a movie."
Maybe eventually he'd dare to touch Namjoon. Curse that awkwardness, he was just glad he was at least talking.
The plan of wearing sunglasses and face mask to avoid being recognised was pretty flawless, up until he had to look for someone in a crowded place and could really use optimal vision. Yoongi was just about to maybe call Namjoon when he spotted him and his little brother sitting at a table and he quickly walked over, sliding his phone into his pocket and then sitting down in the chair by the table.
"Hey!" Other awkward thing, he couldn't actually visibly smile at Tae, although he very much wanted to. In lieu of that ability, he gave him a thumbs up before nodding at the stuffed toy he was holding. "That's Stitch, yeah? Namjoon told me you like him."
"He's the best!" Tae looked at Agust D, worrying his lower lip and trying to think of what to say. "Do you like my brother a lot?"
"Oh yeah. So freaking much." There, he managed not to swear. Instead he just made a heart sign with his hand for emphasis. "I'm in love."
"Good. He's okay. Bit of a loser, but now he's cool."
"Tae, stop trying to open those presents. I told you, we have to wait for Yoongi-hyung. He's bringing stuff. Then you can do it all at once." He did let Tae open three gifts from under the tree but he really wanted to wait for Yoongi to come because he didn't have a lot for Tae and honestly, the first three were worth the excitement - the others? Not so much. He needed Yoongi to distract him.
The Stitch, the robot and the alien tracker book were all he could really afford.
"We wait, TaeTae." Jungkook held onto Tae's jacket and started to pull him. His gifts were under there too but he was very patient, he could wait - he hadn't even expected any. He made Hobi read and reread his name on the gifts.
"He said he'd be late but he's busy so..." Namjoon explained to his friends as he stood very far from the kitchen, watching them both. He wasn't allowed to come in and help. Jimin was also helping Jin - mostly by eating food whenever Jin wasn't looking and then telling him it was good when he was caught. "Hopefully he won't keep the kids waiting long."
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came out a few hours ago
im already sick of hearing what the critics think
what do u think?
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He snuggled against Namjoon's chest, trying to look at the phone. Not as if he could read most of what would be on there anyway, but still. He was curious. "Tell your bae that I can write my name in fifteen seconds! I'm faster than Jimin!"
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tae says you're the best and i am cool by proxy now
kookie keeps watching it
jiminie has decided to marry you
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Honestly, Hobi couldn't quite believe this was real. He turned his head to look at Namjoon, grinning. "Dude, I think we gotta face the reality that you might actually know Agust D."
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grindr is clearly what they want me using that for
sry i didnt write sooner, been busy
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text a few weeks later when he's in France
must be afternoon in korea, right? eight hrs ahead
im so hungry
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Bills. Shots. Waiting. That time the vending machine ate his dollar.
Just all the WORST things ever.
Namjoon sat in the waiting room, Tae sitting in his lap, trying to ignore the throb in his finger. Okay, so, it did hurt but... was that really enough to be here? "It's fine, Tae. Honestly. We're just going to visit Jin, no one is really sick." He bounced him a little, hoping he wasn't too worried. "Then we'll go home and watch more MVs."
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he approves of you
before you were just loud and swearing too much
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And he didn't want to interfere too much with Namjoon's life when they didn't even know yet whether this would lead anywhere. "So I was thinking we could order food? maybe watch a movie."
Maybe eventually he'd dare to touch Namjoon. Curse that awkwardness, he was just glad he was at least talking.
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i got tae to kindergarten and all, but he wanted me to tell you congratulations
so, congratulations
now tell me EVERYTHING
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"Hey!" Other awkward thing, he couldn't actually visibly smile at Tae, although he very much wanted to. In lieu of that ability, he gave him a thumbs up before nodding at the stuffed toy he was holding. "That's Stitch, yeah? Namjoon told me you like him."
"He's the best!" Tae looked at Agust D, worrying his lower lip and trying to think of what to say. "Do you like my brother a lot?"
"Oh yeah. So freaking much." There, he managed not to swear. Instead he just made a heart sign with his hand for emphasis. "I'm in love."
"Good. He's okay. Bit of a loser, but now he's cool."
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you busy this Christmas??
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The Stitch, the robot and the alien tracker book were all he could really afford.
"We wait, TaeTae." Jungkook held onto Tae's jacket and started to pull him. His gifts were under there too but he was very patient, he could wait - he hadn't even expected any. He made Hobi read and reread his name on the gifts.
"He said he'd be late but he's busy so..." Namjoon explained to his friends as he stood very far from the kitchen, watching them both. He wasn't allowed to come in and help. Jimin was also helping Jin - mostly by eating food whenever Jin wasn't looking and then telling him it was good when he was caught. "Hopefully he won't keep the kids waiting long."
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